Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Worn-Tin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alin Warner Hiatt
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alin Warner Hiatt
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Couldn’t make it through the night
Hair brushing through the cold
Larger than a copper pipe
Built just like a gas stove
Taken from another time
And I think I think there may be a dent
There’s a leak in the faucet
Tell you right now you’re the reason I’m on this
I’ve been into cut and paste
Rollin like the cocaine hips
Thunder from the battery
Hoping that the package rips
End up with a remedy
And I say I say you don’t know much
It’s the ease of the cartridge
Deeper seems fine, it’s cleaning my thoughts
It’s like holdin’ a hidden message
Pullin up signs from the devils kitchen
It’s so strange only part that’s missin’
Lookin’ like your lost in a fantasy
A contact from a far off heathen
Cuttin up grain for the fox and raven
It’s soaked in with the dotted vision
Nine times out of Ten it’s a Déjà rêvé
I can think this life is real
Tied up in a lasso
Takin’ on the mass appeal
I can’t seem to let it go
Written on your mothers sleeve
Come in closer you see it don’t stop
With a scene in the makin’
Reason in charge when your hearts for the taking
It’s like holdin’ a hidden message
Pullin up signs from the devils kitchen
It’s so strange only part that’s missin’
Lookin’ like your lost in a fantasy
A contact from a far off heathen
Cuttin up grain for the fox and raven
It’s soaked in with the dotted vision
Nine times out of Ten it’s a Déjà rêvé
Ooo Oooh Ooooooh…
Written by: Alin Warner Hiatt